A whip on the hands of Miss Regina becomes a terrible tool, as our slave is realizing experiencing its strength under the severe order not to move, the lines now quite marked on his skin form a pattern but they are not a drawing and a drop of is the clear evidence of this fact. Tired of the whipping, Miss Regina asks him to leek her boots, and the devotion and rapture he shows in performing his task make us understand how much he likes being at the feet of such a sensual Mistress. La frusta nelle mani di Miss Regina diventa uno strumento temibile, lo sta scoprendo il nostro schiavo che assag... Show more